Ah, home sweet home. What an amazing couple of days it’s been, complicated only by my need to find Starbucks and by my desire to visit all the people I love. I’ve been one busy girl, flying around the New Haven area, visiting old schools, graduating students, co-workers from Roomba (which has now officially closed its doors forever, sniff sniff.) If you can believe it, the day I got into the US I started working at the new restaurant that the Roomba owners opened up. I just work the door, and lead people around, so it’s no big deal. It’s actually a lot of fun, and I only work when Dennis works, so it’s pretty ideal.
I have also managed to participate in some good, old fashioned, North American consumerism. Yes, J.Crew, Urban Outfitters, Anne Taylor, and the jewelers along Chapel Street have recently been the beneficiaries of my income, and as much as I’m embarrassed to say that most of my time here has been spent feverishly entering and exiting stores, it’s the truth, and I’m not about to lie about all the great summer sales.
The biggest thrill for me, besides the mounting credit card debt, has been to see my students from New Haven. I’ve been able to spend some relatively quality time with some of them, despite their end-of-the-year excitedness and energy. They graduate on Tuesday, and my mom will be coming down to see them receive their diplomas. Soon after I arrived at Dennis’ house on Thursday after getting off the plane, I left his house to visit my old school and to see if there were any kids around. There were, of course, and it was so good to hug them and to see them coming running down the hall. The next day, I stopped by their field day and saw even more of them, some of whom were literally sprinting across the parking lot to hug me. It has been a wonderful couple of days and I am so, so happy to be home.
There is still a good number of people I have left to see, some of whom are about to give birth, before I go up to Vermont. I still haven’t seen my mom, so this next week will be another big reunion week. All in all, things are WONDERFUL here. I couldn’t be happier, more thankful, more excited, or more comfortable than I am right now, sitting in my bathing suit and a towel at Dennis’ parents’ dining room table, typing away, with a whole day ahead of me. A beautiful blue sky, a cool breeze, and five more weeks of this to go.
I love home.